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[ Being in a secret relationship with Chan Headcanons ] -
Pairing: Bangchan x reader
Warnings: Reference to 18 + Themes
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- Your relationship had to remain a secret from the public for obvious reasons - Chan was at the mercy of a strict no-dating contract and honestly, your relationship was still relatively new and he was determined to protect it from the headlines for as long as possible
- He knew each and every true STAY would be more than accepting of you, but the thought of even one or two negative comments about you from jealous individuals was enough to convince him to insulate your relationship in a little bubble, safe from the outside world
- Neither of you had purposely withheld the changing nature of your relationship from friendship to something more from the group, Chan simply felt ridiculous calling them aside to announce that you were now his partner
- You adored the boys, but you adored Chan more and if he was happy keeping it on the down-low, so were you, god knows you spent so much time together prior to your relationship that nothing had really changed
- That’s not to say the group doesn’t speculate about your relationship continually and between the seven of them, they have noticed several tell-tale signs that you and Chan aren’t merely friends
- To begin, they had seen you wearing Chan’s clothing one too many times
- This seems inconsequential - when the weather turned and you were at the dorms, you’d steal whoever’s sweater or hoodie that was closest and quite frankly, not one of the boys batted an eyelid
- So, we go on to Chan - more than once you’d been found wearing one of Chan’s t-shirts, which already seemed more intimate than stealing a discarded jumper from the back of the sofa
- That’s not all, however, Chan had brushed into the kitchen one day and Han had actively acknowledged the t-shirt that he was wearing and expressed just how he liked it. Chan had taken a bottle of water from the fridge and muttered about meeting you to work on some writing together, no big deal.
- Ah-ha, until Han, a few hours later, caught you in the hallway, both kicking off your shoes and shrugging off your jackets and lo and behold, you were wearing the very same shirt that he had seen Chan wearing earlier in the day
- Initially, Han continued to think nothing of it, until time and time again, you appeared wearing Chan’s clothing mere hours, occasionally even minutes, after he’d seen Chan wearing the items
- Han being Han pointed it out to Minho, who in turn informed Hyunjin, until eventually the entire group caught-on and shared a questioning, but suspicious, glance between themselves on each subsequent occasion
- None of the boys could argue that you weren’t closer with Chan anyway and you had found a common-ground in your writing - you spent hours bouncing ideas off one another, sounding out which ones worked and which didn’t
- They were simply pleased that when Chan lingered in the studio until 3 AM, he wasn’t alone anymore, you were always to be found at his side, sometimes writing, generally crashed-out on the sofa
- Naturally the writing came home with Chan sometimes, when he couldn’t quite bring himself to journey over to the studio, or he only had a few hours to work, which meant you were often to be found at the dorm too
- Not that any one of the group minded one little bit - even when busy with Chan, you found time to bake with Felix, help I.N. with his English lessons and chat with Minho about Soonie, Doongie and Dori
- But, there was one slightly fishy aspect about your alleged writing sessions with Chan - when it was long-past midnight and the dorm sofa had become almost unbearable to sit on for a moment longer, Chan would offer to take the writing session to his bedroom
- It seemed like no big deal, the group assumed that you wrote for a little bit longer, before leaving at some ungodly hour, quiet enough to save waking any one of them up, being so considerate and kind as you were
- Well, that is what they thought, at least until they found you in the kitchen at 8 AM, wearing the same trousers as the day before, but with one of Chan’s t-shirts
- Suddenly it became increasingly evident that you must have stayed over, in Chan’s room no less
- Changbin brought it up as soon as he’d realised and bullied a blush onto Chan’s cheek, but of all the members to confront him, Changbin spoke in a manner as if to say, ‘Good on you.’
- I.N. pointed out the few nights that Chan hadn’t returned home, which had been overlooked as evening’s spent in the studio, each and every member laughed and agreed, save for Chan, who looked like he might just implode at any given moment
- Now, the biggest indicator of all and the one Chan arguably made the least effort to conceal, were the scratches up and down his back that shone an angry scarlet
- He’d popped-out of his bedroom fresh out of the shower in search of a particular t-shirt and a few of the boys had been lounging about in the living-room, where the washing had been hung
- As if the marks would go unnoticed - Felix hadn’t meant to make a scene, he’d simply pointed them out to Hyunjin, who had been entirely unable to contain his astonishment and had essentially screamed
- All attention was then on Chan
- There was absolutely no denying where the scratches had been obtained
- The welts pretty much screamed that Chan was having sex and it didn’t take a genius to work-out who the other party involved was
- It had been warm recently and you’d opted to wearing a skirt in order to be a little more comfortable in the heat - none of the boys would dare consider you in any sort of inappropriate manner, but Seungmin had noticed the bruising on your thigh
- You’d shrugged it off as nothing, before turning away in a desperate attempt to conceal your flush, cursing out the vice-grip that Chan had had over your thighs the previous evening
- Seungmin hadn’t been the only one to notice, however, and the bruises were just a little too obvious
- After Chan’s embarrassment at being seen covered in the evidence of your not-so-secret relationship, he had pulled you aside to discuss loosening-up a little around the group
- You didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable for a single second, but relaxing a little did sound nice - no more longing glances from across the dorm, or holding hands beneath the dinner-table
- Chan muttered something about no-longer reserving sex for your apartment too, but you’d have to give that some thought
- (It didn’t take much thought - when the boys gathered in the living-room that evening, Chan saw his opportunity to steal you away to his bedroom and well, the group got the idea that your relationship was out the bag)
[ Jealous Chan Headcanons ] -
Pairing: Chan x (fem) reader
(Featuring Namjoon, the other loml)
Warnings: Reference to 18 + Themes & Swearing
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Summary: Sort of an au where you're a celebrity hosting an awards show
A/N: Maybe this doesn't qualify as 'headcanons' as it's long, but I'm just too lazy to fill the gaps to turn this into something longer
- It was the annual Golden Disc Awards and as a popular figure within society, you were invited as a host to present the award to whichever successful musician won your assigned category
- When you received the proposal, you weren’t certain who was more excited between yourself and Chan - you were honoured to be considered for the role and Chan was overjoyed for several reasons
- First, the sight of your happiness was more than enough to bring a smile to his face
- Second, he felt as though you were being recognised for your own success and the invitation paid homage to just how adored you were by both your fans and professionals within the community
- Finally, he was excited for entirely selfish purposes - given that your relationship was completely private, meaning that he couldn’t bring you as a guest, it meant that you would attend the event and he wanted nothing more than to share the experience with you, even from afar
- The group were as pleased to know you were going - there would be a bunch of people attending who they were unfamiliar with, so they felt like they had someone on the inside in you who might introduce them to others
- Trying to find an outfit was significantly more difficult than you had anticipated and Seungmin proved to be an unexpected help - you had been inundated with catalogues from several designer companies and narrowing down your choices seemed impossible
- You had arrived at the dorm before Chan had returned from the studio and to pass the time, had pulled up the catalogues, the selection date in only a matter of days and as you sat on the sofa in the dorm living room, Seungmin noticed the stress pretty much radiating from you and immediately offered to help
- Eventually, you agreed on something and Chan spent the next three weeks, (the entire lead-up to the show), trying to find out what you had chosen, but you refused to spill, determined to keep it a secret so you might surprise him
- Unfortunately, as host, you were required to get ready on-site which meant that you were unable to check in with the group, including Chan, before everything began
- It also came as a last-minute bombshell that you would be responsible for presenting the ‘Album of the Year Award’, which definitely didn’t feel like the sort of information to be shared an hour before the guests took their seats, but what could you do
- To little surprise, BTS took the prize and as the seven members filed onto the stage, you joined the audience in applause for their success
- It wasn’t your first time encountering the group and as Namjoon took the microphone, he was quick to compliment his host, you, in his speech
- After he finished, handing the microphone to Suga to continue, he moved to your side
- He was generous and humble, anyone who had ever met him could vouch for that and he made you laugh as you listened to his group
- When he received the microphone again, he directed more praise your way, even placing a friendly hand on your shoulder as he bowed, before leading the group from the stage once more
- Chan was obviously watching the entire scene from his seat and part of him was pleased – he agreed with Namjoon and you certainly earned the praise that he had offered
- Namjoon was also one of his greatest role models and he’d decided long ago that if he could be half the leader that Namjoon had been, he would be content
- But equally, that was his girlfriend
- Namjoon might be his inspiration, but that was his girlfriend
- He liked to think that he wasn’t the jealous type, particularly when it came to you receiving acclaim that you wholeheartedly deserved, even more so from someone so well-respected as the leader of BTS, but he’d been a little hot under the collar since he’d first laid eyes on you in that dress and he was pretty sure that he wasn’t the only individual in the room who’d taken note of just how good you looked
- Were you and Namjoon acquainted, he knew the answer was yes, and how was the leader to know that you were dating when everything was so hush-hush – he knew all the answers, but it didn’t help his feeling of envy ease in the slightest
- After witnessing what had happened on stage, Chan’s group could practically feel the tension emanating off their leader – for the remainder of the evening he couldn’t seem to sit back in his seat and relax. He leant forward, elbows on his knees, and if anyone looked close enough, he would have looked as if he wasn’t enjoying himself, as if his constantly tapping foot was a sign of his desperation to get out of there because it had been an unpleasant evening.
- Felix had turned to him with genuine worry and asked whether he was feeling okay, whether he needed some air, or to loosen his tie. Hyunjin, however, after hearing Felix’s concern, was quick to interject: ‘He’s fine, aren’t you Chan?’ He suggested, before pinching Chan’s thigh and raising his eyebrows
- Chan realised that, perhaps, he wasn’t acting very professional – if the cameras panned to him at any point, he didn’t want to be seen looking quite so frustrated, uncomfortable, a little angry, any of the above
- When you were permitted to leave the backstage area and join the table of your choice, the group thought that Chan might start to ease up, but boy, were they wrong
- Management, whilst agreeing to have you seated at the Stray Kids table, for positive publicity and blah blah, agreed on the condition that you would be purposefully seated at the opposite side of the round-table to Chan to ensure that he didn’t forget himself after a flute or two of champagne
- As you took your place between I.N. and Changbin, Chan’s smile was genuine, but his shoulders were pinned with tension and Hyunjin and Han snickered
- Honestly, you were a little oblivious to Chan’s body language, the minutes spent on stage had been an absolute whirlwind and you were simply relieved to have not messed up
- As the evening continued, you caught Chan staring at you from across the table on more than one occasion, but passed it off as him simply wanting to speak after not having seen each other for most of the day
- When the show finally drew to an end, you were almost a little disheartened, given how much fun you’d had and you were expressing your sadness to I.N. as you meandered through the corridors and to the exit, when Chan risked edging his way closer
- I.N., on seeing the stern expression across his leader’s face, made his departure from your side quick – even if he wasn’t the maknae, Chan’s rare display of frustration was enough to send anyone scurrying from your hip
- Chan ventured to place an arm around your waist and you sent him a surprised glance – as much as you hated hiding your relationship, rules were rules and you weren’t one to damage either of your prospects by slipping-up
- Chan wasn’t looking at you, however, his line of sight was across the way and as you followed it, you saw him staring at the members of BTS as they too took their leave
- Huh, you thought, deciding not to shake his arm away, Namjoon’s flirting must have been more obvious than you initially thought, if Chan’s furrowed brow was anything to go by
- (Not to mention the tightening of his fingers into your hip as the leader of BTS appeared to scan the crowd for you)
- When it came to your relationship, Chan was as respectful as he could possibly be when around the group – as both the eldest and the leader, he had a certain responsibility to present himself in an upstanding manner, especially when it boiled down to the more intimate details of your relationship
- The same went for you – the last thing you wanted was to embarrass yourself, or have to stare into seven faces knowing that they knew exactly what you and Chan had been up to behind the closed door of his bedroom
- That was generally the case, anyway
- Seeing anyone flirt with you put Chan a little on edge, but seeing Namjoon, leader of the biggest fucking group of all time, flirt with you struck something a little deeper
- The moment Chan had closed the front door to the dorm behind whoever entered last, (he wasn’t paying the slightest bit of notice), he grabbed your hand, almost pulling you over as you started unbuckling your heels
- He was vaguely aware of Minho asking whether you were both hungry and he shook his head, choosing to ignore Han’s subsequent inappropriate comment about something else being on the menu for their leader
- (Not to say you weren’t feeling a little embarrassed, but something about Chan’s sudden desperation was more than distracting)
- Once in the relative safety of Chan’s bedroom, he was peeling your dress from your shoulders and ready to remind you just who you came home to
- That night, every member, even from their position in the living room, heard things, but quite frankly, after seeing someone else test the waters, Chan was more than happy to remind everyone that you were his and only his
[ Meeting Chan in a Coffeeshop Headcanons ] -
Pairing: Chan x reader
Warnings: None
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A/N: This is a dumb series of headcanons about a cute boy, yours faithfully, me
- It was just your average Thursday morning and by this point in the week, you had grown tired of staring at the same four walls of your apartment whilst trying to get through your work
- To mix it up a little, (as though you didn’t do this every Thursday morning), you decided to take your work, laptop and all, down to your local coffee-shop
- Inside, you saw the usual faces made-up mostly of those in a similar position to yourself - tired students and frustrated relocated employees
- After collecting your drink, you sat at a table for two, barely acknowledging the occupied tables to your left and right
- At least until you’d downed half your coffee and the immediate buzz it provided had begun to wane, taking your inspiration with it, and leaving you to glance over at those nearest to distract yourself
- To your left, there was a mother and daughter, sipping coffee and seemingly catching-up
- To your right, no-one
- It was another twenty minutes before you lifted your eyes from your laptop screen and realised that the seat to your right had now been taken and a fleeting glance told you that it was a young guy
- That was enough information to bring a flush to your cheeks, which you felt ridiculous about - you’d barely looked at the guy and the simple fact that there was a guy sat beside you was sufficient to make you a little self-conscious
- But, that was stupid and you had work to be doing, so you lowered your gaze and it wasn’t as if you could really see him anyway given that he was mostly hidden beneath a low-slung baseball cap and dark clothes
- You were faintly aware of him occasionally clicking away on laptop, of the music quietly seeping outwards from his headphones
- At one point, you momentarily left to go to the bathroom and when you returned, the person had seemingly disappeared, though there was a briefcase discarded on the chair and you supposed that someone else must have reserved the seat
- A few minutes passed and still no one arrived, which was odd, but none of your business
- Honestly you thought little more of it, until someone gently nudged your shoulder and asked if the seat was taken. It had been at least half an hour and the guy hadn’t returned so you said no, but offered to move the briefcase to your own table, just in case
- You didn’t want to look through someone’s bag so you supposed that if they didn’t appear before you were finished you would hand it to the coffeeshop staff
- It was nearing closing time by the time you were getting ready to leave, the coffeeshop had emptied and you were in the process of packing your things into your rucksack when someone came rushing into the coffeeshop in a fluster
- The guy from earlier rushed to the empty table alongside your own and leant over the chair to look for something, he’d removed his baseball cap and you noticed his pale blue hair
- He sent a hand carding through his hair in a show of his stress and you quietly called out to his back, asking whether he’d left his briefcase
- He immediately turned to face you and you had a sort of, ‘oh’ moment because it wasn’t just anyone stood in front of you, it was Bang Chan
- ‘Have you got it?’ He would reply, still on edge, whilst you just looked at him, all wide eyed
- You’d struggle to get any sort of sentence out and would simply pull the briefcase out from where you’d put it for safekeeping and offer it to him
- Chan instantly heaved his chest with relief, he hung his head, before giving you the biggest, most relieved smile possible. He clutched the briefcase to his chest and thanked you a hundred times over.
- Throughout this, you blushed, hard
- When he eventually stopped thanking you, you mustered the courage to comment something about taking care of his things otherwise JYP would tell him off personally
- This time it was Chan who had a sort of ‘oh’ moment as he realised that he’d been recognised
- You saw his expression falter for a second and you immediately mentioned how relieved you were that you had found it, but that you must be getting home
- Chan would nod and thank you again and pause for your name and then thank you directly
- He’d watch as you started to leave (your heart was thrumming because you’d just spoken to Bang Chan and you wanted to talk to him forever and maybe even ask for a photograph or his autograph, but the poor guy seemed so stressed and you just wanted to give him some space)
- He suddenly caught your arm and called your name (honestly you almost died because Chan saying your name was divine) and he sort of stammered out how he owed you and could he buy you another drink
- So you’re flustered and understandably so and Chan is blushing like there’s no tomorrow because now he’s taken a proper look at you, you’re attractive and what has he just gotten himself into
- Just picture you and Chan, staring at each other in a coffeeshop, both as awkward as each other
- Before you can really catch yourself you’re agreeing and next thing you know Chan has taken your order and is waiting in line and he’s even left his sacred briefcase by your side because apparently you’re better at looking after it than he is
- When he comes back he asks about your day, about what you’ve been up to (he actually noticed how busy you looked when he had been sat beside you earlier in the day) and the conversation flows as if you’ve known each other for a lifetime
- Chan feels more comfortable chatting with you than he does a hundred people he’s known for years and after a while, he catches himself and it dawns on him and he’s like huh
- You kind of skirt around the subject of him being an idol, mentioning that he must be busy and everything but that’s really it and whilst he doesn’t say it, Chan is pretty pleased, he almost feels ordinary and it’s nice
- It’s almost dark outside when a member of staff approaches and politely informs you that it’s closing time and you both instantly jump up and of course you don’t miss an opportunity to tease him a little about leaving his briefcase and he’s giving you a smile that goes all the way to his eyes
- When he offered to buy you a coffee he thought it would stay as just that, but he’s suddenly stood in the street and you’re murmuring your thanks and he realises that he doesn’t really want to say goodbye even though he’s so, so busy and has a million other things racing through his mind, the thought of letting you go, to be lost in the city’s crowd, is one that makes him feel a little nauseous
- You’re giving him a once over, making sure he has that damn briefcase slung over his shoulder, and he’s asking for your number out of nowhere and if you thought you’d blushed hard earlier, this is a whole level above
- You nod and you’re not quite sure if you remember how to breathe, but you’re typing your phone number into Chan’s phone and he’s looking at you with a soft expression of joy
- When he’s tucked his phone into his pocket, he asks whether you’re able to get home safe and you make sure to reassure him and saying goodbye is seemingly awkward and difficult, but between the both of you, you manage a clumsy sort of one and you wish him luck with whatever he’s off to do
- Chan is courteous and bows his head slightly and forces himself to peel himself away because he’s certain you have other things to be doing and as he steps away, his destination the studio, his fingers are tapping against the screen of his phone as he silently muses how soon he can message you
- There are several missed calls from Jisung and Changbin, but Chan can’t bring himself to be worried